Silence dance with shadows

I watched as silence danced with shadows, Playing the melody sung by my mind. Its blanket covered the darkness— broken only by a ray of light through a crack in the cave wall. I groped through the dark toward the stone, but the gale was too thick for my arms to swim. I imagined a ghost whispering— yet only silence listened. Echoes, like thunder in a deep ocean, ricocheted fear like a trap set to spring. Ghosts rushed out from the corners they lurked— only for me to hear silence whisper: “Come out of there.” Its voice flowed like a river of serenity through a forest. I begged silence to stop its torment, but it had ears that could not hear. I tried to run, but a boulder blocked my path. Then I screamed. It was then I knew— the light coming through the crack was my father’s flashlight.